paris can FEEL the other’s distress and genuinely feels bad for him. “i dunno man, but that sucks, i’m sorry.” she sighs, trying to search for a way to lighten the mood . “what’re baking? if you don’t mind me asking.”
“you’d think the owner would keep this kind of thing stocked in advance it doesn’t really go bad“ tulsa muttered more to himself, still not completely free of his annoyance but trying to tone it down for her sake “uh the usual, cakes, cookies, brownies, and we here going to start all the pumpkin flavored stuff for fall, but it’s all postponed. I’ll probably have to go to the town over and raid their sugar supply“